39 What happened on St. Euroa's Day.

“Brother! Get up quickly. ”

In the middle of the summer, Armida's sister dropped the ball early in the morning. I frowned as I saw her roaming the hallway, barely holding out her head in her bed. Usually, I don't know if my sister opens her eyes at all suddenly.

“Sister, what's wrong? ”

Armida huddled in front of my open visit.

“It's St. Euroa's Day! ”

“What's that? ”

“Oh, look at him. Don't you know Saint Euroa Day is the best festival in Kara? ”

“Really? Why? ”

“Today is the first time that Euroa came here to Kara. My friend. ”

During the birth of civilization, Euroa was one of the seven great daughters who supported St. Prosia and spread faith in the world.

“Yes? Then why is St. Euroa your friend? ”

“Did you not know that the Valkyrie of Water is St. Euroa? ”

You pretend you don't know it now, but frankly, you've noticed something. The legends of the Seven Saint and the Valkyrie sisters are quite correlated.

But I tried to ignore it. There was one thing I didn't want to acknowledge. It is the identity of Armida, the Valkyrie of Darkness.

The Karl family was defending their faith in darkness until they were invaded by the Yosrahim Empire. If there is a problem, the one who preached the faith of darkness to this world is the Holy Spirit, the Holy Mother of Armida.

One of the seven great daughters who is the same name as her sister Armida.

“Really?"

“I told you!”

“Then just in case. Is that Saint Armida you're talking about? Aren't you Dongmyoung? ”

“Of course I am. Didn't you know?”

I'm in a commotion. If I tell Helen or Ka about Armida to my Independent nobles, they'll foam at my mouth and treat me like a madman. They were pretending to be worshipers of light, but they were secretly guarding the faith of darkness, and it was their sister who deeply followed them.

“Well, I kind of noticed, but... ”

“Why do you ask? Anyway, get ready quickly. There are a lot of theater festivals today, and the Temple of Euroa has a great festival. Let's go check it out.”

“Really? Have a good trip. Have fun, eat a lot. ”

I dug in the duvet again. Apparently, a rather annoying schedule was expected today.

“Brother!”

“Why?”

“Are you really doing this? I've got tickets to the play in the morning and everything in the evening. ”

“Back away from mine. ”

When I put the blanket back on, Armida's sister dug in the blanket and forced me out.

“Hey! Get up quickly. ”

“I hate it. It's annoying. ”

As me and Armida stumble over, we stumble upon a situation that brings the two faces closer together. A static stream of awkward glances from one another. I blinked at her bright red lips and kissed her miraculously.

It was a very light kiss, but Armida's sister shook back as if she was having a seizure and screamed in horror.

“Brother! What have you done?! ”

I woke up embarrassed. Armida's reaction was too overwhelming, so she jumped to Shura.

“Master, what's wrong? ”

Armida kept shouting even after Shura's death.

“Hey, you bastard! That was my first kiss! Bite me, you bastard! ”

I built it with a hollow smile.

“What kind of kiss is that? It was just a kiss. ”

“A kiss?”

“Uh, just a kiss. With a kiss, you have pure lips, except for newborns. Parents kiss their babies a lot. ”

“So that wasn't a kiss? ”

“I told you, real kisses are good. This is just like a salutation. Good morning. Good night. Like this. My goodness, you're so naive. ”

Armida's slightly expressionless sister tilts her head.

“Sister. But once you've kissed her, you can kiss her, right? ”

“Ahhh. Oh, my God, you're not. Admitting it as your first kiss will break your family ethics. ”

“Family ethics? ”

“Yes. In a way, it's our family. I'm Shura's husband and wife. ”

And I grabbed Shura's waist and put it on my body. Armida pointed to herself.

“What about me? ”

“An old maid with a ten-year-old sister who lives in her sister's honeymoon home without even noticing. That's a normal assumption. ”

“Hey!"

Armida's monstrosity echoes through the room. It seemed quite dangerous considering the way he pulled up his fingernails. I hurried to the hanger and took out my outfit.

“What are you doing? Let's get out of here. ”

Armida sits still, angry.

“I'm not going! ”

“Come on. Let's get out of here. I'll buy you something delicious. ”

My sister snorted.

“What?"

“What you want to eat. ”

“Steak, then. As much as you want.”

“Okay. Cole? ”

Armida woke up reluctantly.

“Well, then, in her own good faith, she should show a wide scale. Come on, let's go. ”

As Armida left, I sighed for a short time. I don't know if I'm taking my sister or my childless daughter with me. But it's pretty. I'm strangely forgiven for anything a beautiful woman could do.

* * *

The street has a festive atmosphere. The streets were lined with lotus blossoms adorned with flowers of water, and in the plazas all over, bard and clowns held their own little events to gather local residents and frogman's children.

“Brother, come quickly. Theater time is over. ”

Armida's sister hurriedly looks ahead. I looked at Armida with my tongue. Now I was holding a medium barrel of oak with dates juice, and Shura was holding an envelope with a beautiful hot dog.

These are all snacks for Armida's sister during the play. I just don't understand how this much food got into that body. Perhaps Valkyrie's strength comes from rice.

“Come on in, now! Now the play 'The duke of virtue versus the heroes.’ We're going to perform at this reception, so come see us soon. ”

Standing in front of Kara's Central Cultural Hall, I blinked at the title of the play. Even though Armida followed me around, it seemed like a play I shouldn't see.

I walked into the auditorium first and spoke to Shura in a small voice.

“Shura? Don't you know anything about me? ”

“You probably don't know. You're not that fast and sensitive. ”

“Am I right?"

“Yes.”

“Then let's go inside. What can I do? I don't know what to do. ”

“Yes.”

Our seats were VIP lounges on the third floor. Five were veranda seats in one room.

Soon after we were seated, the magic lanterns that were illuminating around us faded away one by one, and we heard a signal indicating the beginning of the play.

[Kuhahaha! I will destroy this world!]

I scratched the back of my nose at the shouts of the wicked actor who was playing me. I fell asleep and became a villain trying to destroy the world. No matter how much fun it is, it is very unfair to destroy the probability like this from the beginning.

The Divinum Sanctuary is about to take place. In the play, I stopped a wagon and met a very handsome actor.

Hubeio Boris Ferrero, who was in a prestigious rivalry with me at the time of Imperial Noble School, was a young man of promising Duke family.

However, Hubeio generously put me in his wagon, which was being chased by the Empire, and together he entered the temple instead of Divinum. But there were strange settings. An elf with light blond, blue skin was Hubeo's companion. Shura.

‘Oh my god. ’

Events in the waiting room that followed. My ambition to steal the 7th Wonders in the Sacred Hall started with a terrible slaughter after I ambushed Hubeo, and Hubeo was struck by an unholy blow, but he regained his full power when he was given the 'Staff of Storm Alome', a great wonder, a family treasure and a great wonder, in the call of the Holy Shrine.

Later, Hubeio comes out and fights with great magical power. However, I am pushed by my magic attack of the Weed King. I retreat for a moment to refine my ranks.

Divinum Sanctuary on fire due to my magic attack. Sacred temples and historical relics destroyed and destroyed. I brutally slaughtered people as I burst into minerals in between.

Shura flinches at me with a slightly cautious look.

“Master, did he really do that? ”

“No!”

I wrote down the case with a pen and paper as I watched Armida's sister attend the play nervously. I just punched a few holes in the tower and broke a stained glass, and the rest of the destruction was that damn Valkyrie.

Besides, I never killed anyone at Divinum Shrine. It only strikes with one paladin's arm.

“Ahh. ”

After explaining the situation to Shura, I clenched my fist. Hubeo, I won't let you get caught. Given the story so far, it was clear that the play was written by Hubeo or that his breath had worked greatly.

Otherwise, this factual relationship could not have resulted in a neglected play. At that time, Hubeio was terrified and did not even come out of the entrance office.

[Kuhahaha! Destroy, world! Be defiled, holy one!]

With my sinister cry, the play was at its peak. Hubeio prays to God and hopes for salvation, shivering with the strength of my King of the Weed.

Soon Shura, Ignes and Katrine realize the power of the saint in the origins of Hubeio, and they join all the magic of wonder together to make me feel special. Named ‘Hubeio St. TrioEX’. I am consumed by this magic, and my whole body burns, screaming for the Avilback and disappearing into ashes.

As the grand finale fell, Armida's sister suddenly threw a hot dog in her hand onto the stage in a castle.

“Hey, it's XXX! Don't be a fraud! Where the hell is Katrina eating shit? ”

Thanks to this, the auditorium became very noisy, and I looked at Armida gently with narrow eyes. Apparently, she went to this play that didn't suit her taste to see Katrina eating poop.

* * *

After a rowdy play, I break up with the group for a moment. Armida asked me to go to a hairdresser to fix her dull hair, so I went to the Temple of Euroa first and left.

I'm not going with you when you're thinking about girls. If you make a mistake, your precious days in life will pass away.

‘At that time, it's much better to seduce a beautiful local woman. ’

I set out for the northern gate of Kara to reach the Temple of Euroa. Temple of Euroa is on an island just south of Lake Kara, so you have to leave the castle to visit.

It was the path to the temple for the first time, but I was going straight without getting lost. It's because the crowds on the way to the Temple of Euroa were crowded.

I inadvertently looked ahead and noticed a familiar rear view. The skinny master swordsman who looks like a corpse at the sight of the bystanders, I don't remember his name.

“Hey. Zombies! ”

Callan turns around, finds me and gives me a bad impression.

“I thought you said Callen. ”

“I know, Callan. Wow! I saw you here before. But how have you been? ”

“Yes, but what are you doing here? ”

I hurriedly chased after Callan.

“It's a festival, so let's go play. ”

“What are you doing at the festival? ”

“I don't know. I'm just going to hit on a girl. ”

Callan looks right through me and says a few words.

“If you have nothing to do, just go home. ”

“Why? It's a holy day."

“Then send her home holy. ”

I looked up and down at him with suspicious eyes.

“What a strange girl. Why are you so anxious to send someone home? ”

“There you go.”

As Callan makes a swift move, I rush after him. Boring. Good. I'm going to spend some time joking around with this bastard.

But the reaction is blurry all the way. When we met before, people seemed really nice, but I don't know why today. It seemed like he had suddenly come to menopause.

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